[Davesprite is sat on the couch with all the casualness of someone who belongs there, who was invited, who might as well live there. He's got a 3DS in his hands, gentle background music filtering up from what he's playing on it. Even a four year old handheld is a novelty to him after the dry, distant year of 2009. Clint was kind enough to gift him it so he'd have something to do why they figure out what they're going to do with him, and what in general with the knowledge of all that happened in Norfinbury.]
[He's only been here a day or two. Clean and warm and in a shirt a size too big, he still carries the look of someone who hasn't been eating enough on the regular. But that's probably less important than the color, the feathers, or the tail draping off the cushions.]
[He looks up as the door opens, but it's the unfamiliar face that makes him stare behind the shades. Lucky by contrast gets a scaly bird hand to sniff, and gentle ear scritches if he'll take them. He had practice with Dug.]
Clint's new roomie. Just moved in from Texas by way of Alaska, and that guy's got a dad streak 10 miles long. Poor little orphan bird got nowhere to stay, free to a good home, will work for AJ.
[He caws at her once, like she needs it after the wings.]
So who are you? I knew Clint was giving room and board to strange chicks, but I didn't know he gave the key out to strange chicks.
[In honesty, he is more concerned on the inside. But he trusts Clint can handle this, and doubts he'd really give the key to someone who doesn't deserve it, or that a teenage girl would mean him too much harm. She's got the manner of someone familiar with the place. He doubts a burglar would come with a friendly dog.]
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[He's only been here a day or two. Clean and warm and in a shirt a size too big, he still carries the look of someone who hasn't been eating enough on the regular. But that's probably less important than the color, the feathers, or the tail draping off the cushions.]
[He looks up as the door opens, but it's the unfamiliar face that makes him stare behind the shades. Lucky by contrast gets a scaly bird hand to sniff, and gentle ear scritches if he'll take them. He had practice with Dug.]
Clint's new roomie. Just moved in from Texas by way of Alaska, and that guy's got a dad streak 10 miles long. Poor little orphan bird got nowhere to stay, free to a good home, will work for AJ.
[He caws at her once, like she needs it after the wings.]
So who are you? I knew Clint was giving room and board to strange chicks, but I didn't know he gave the key out to strange chicks.
[In honesty, he is more concerned on the inside. But he trusts Clint can handle this, and doubts he'd really give the key to someone who doesn't deserve it, or that a teenage girl would mean him too much harm. She's got the manner of someone familiar with the place. He doubts a burglar would come with a friendly dog.]